In the next dozens of days, Mo Sansi would occasionally stand outside Qingyang's room, scratching his head and ears, because he really couldn't figure out what Qingyang was doing, and there were always painful cries in the room from time to time, and the sound was as tragic as killing a pig. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, considering what Qingyang said before the retreat, don't disturb him no matter what happens, Mo Sansi finally shook the fat on his body and left in style.

In fact, these days, Qingyang's screams come from two things.

One is the Tiger Spirit Pill, taking the Tiger Spirit Pill, as the sword elder said, the violent medicinal power is like a tiger raging widening Qingyang's meridians, but this widening is obviously not as soft as the Guyuan gold liquid, but a little rough, so every time the medicinal power runs to certain meridians, Qingyang always breaks out in a cold sweat and exhales in pain.

The pain lasted for a week, and it didn't stop until Qingyang had a slimy, cloudy object all over his body. Because, this symbolizes that Qingyang is about to enter the early stage of the last stage of body refining, the sevenfold body refining !!

Ignoring the filth on his body, Qingyang gritted his teeth and excitedly began to cultivate physical arts, cracking his teeth.

However, what Qingyang never expected was that this was the beginning of the real pain, and it also became the source of the miserable cries that Mo Sansi would hear every day in the future.

"Inch teeth cracked, the cultivator needs to give up the use of royal qi, concentrate the physical strength on the five fingers, and blast on the target in an instant, bursting out the power of the inch, the so-called inch strength is attacking the opponent, the moment the action is completed, the muscles accelerate and contract, and the short, brittle power bursts out in an instant, to practice this, you need to take a hard object, and bombard the hard object with your bare hands in a short distance. ”

"If you cultivate to a certain extent, on the basis of the inch strength, you will derive the cracking energy, the power of the cracking energy is very terrifying, the power of the inch strength will be split into countless powers, and it will be concentrated on the target in an instant. ”

After carefully checking the introduction of the cracked teeth, Qingyang couldn't help but secretly speak, feeling the horror of this physical technique, after cultivating to the back, he could actually open mountains and seas with the inside of his body, which was almost unimaginable, and it was not easy for a king cultivator to do this.

So, after some thought, Qingyang found a rock and put it in his room, and began his painful cultivation journey.

In fact, the cultivation is very simple, it is to follow the fist and force skills of the inch tooth crack, and countless short-distance bombardments on the rock. However, there is only one result of bombarding the rock with pure physical strength without using the king's qi... It's so painful that it's almost out of breath.

In the remaining dozens of days, Qingyang was bombarding the rock every day, and at the same time, he was slowly consuming the medicinal power of the Tiger Spirit Pill in his body, and his cultivation was climbing at an incredible speed, breaking through to the seventh level of refining the body, which was almost just around the corner.

Bang bang bang!

In the countless bombardments, some dents finally appeared on the surface of the rock, and looking at those dents, Qingyang was full of pride in his heart.

"This is Lao Tzu smashed out one fist after another!"

"Damn, this stone must be framed in the future, as a collection, a stone cultivated by a generation of great men!" Qingyang's cultivation process couldn't help but entertain himself to relieve his boredom, while exclaiming in pain: "Ah! It hurts, it hurts..."

Finally, until the day before the freshman ceremony, Qingyang's room heard a cry of pain far beyond the past, and this voice echoed in the freshman's residence for a long time.

"Hahahaha! It's finally done!" Qingyang looked at his swollen and red fist and said excitedly.

Because, in front of him, the original huge rock now has a crack that divides a rock into two, and the landing point is actually a fist mark.

If this punch falls on a cultivator in the body refining realm, I am afraid that the liver will be displaced, Qingyang looked at his fist with palpitations, and deeply felt the horror of this body technique, but in fact, he forgot one thing, if he did not have the strong body brought by the Great Yan Divine Vein, he would not be able to practice this kind of body technique that can be called masochism.

"That's right, the cultivation has broken through to the seventh level of body refining, and he has also cultivated a small number of cracked teeth, it seems that this month has been fruitful. Elder Jian appeared from the side, nodded, and said in appreciation.

As early as a few days ago, his cultivation was to rush to the bottleneck again, and at the same time, he broke through the shackles and broke through again to reach the seventh level of body refining, this kind of cultivation speed naturally has the effect of the Tiger Spirit Pill, but it is also inseparable from Qingyang's life-playing cultivation.

"Hehe, Jian Lao, you still said that you missed one point, that is, the cultivation of Ziyan Fist and Stacked Lotus Finger, and I didn't fall behind. Now that I can crush Xu Laifeng with one hand, even if it is Xu Laiming, I can win the battle!" Qingyang smiled, extremely confident.

"Oh yes, Sword Elder, according to what you said, this Tiger Spirit Pill should be able to help people break through one or two realms, so now that I have broken through to the seventh level of body refining, that is, this Tiger Spirit Pill has helped me break through to one realm, right?" Qingyang seemed to think of something and asked.

"That's not necessarily, the medicinal power of the Tiger Spirit Pill is far beyond your imagination, and there are still some medicinal powers precipitated in your body, maybe it will work again in the future, it depends on your luck." Hearing this, Jian Lao shook his head and said.

"I see, okay, I should be content, it took three months, from the second level of body refining to the seventh level of body refining, if I want people outside to know, I am afraid that my jaw will drop in shock. Qingyang grinned.

"Stinky boy, don't be complacent, there are a lot of people who are more exaggerated than you, cultivate hard, and there will be a place for you in the future. Jian Lao scolded with a smile, but his eyes were full of soft color.

"Understood. Qingyang was still smiling brightly, but there was not much exaggeration in his eyes, only deep persistence.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Qingyang, what are you doing again?"

"Are you crazy these days? There must be a pig-like howl every day, which makes people panic, if it weren't for the three fats, I would have moved away a long time ago!" Mo Sansi said angrily.

Hearing this, Qingyang touched his nose in embarrassment to open the door, and said, "Isn't this cultivation..."

"Cultivating pigs like you... It's the first time I've heard of it. Mo Sansi rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, is there any bandage, find me one, you see, my hand is swollen like this, I have to bandage it. Qingyang pointed to his braised pork hand and said.

"Damn, you're really crazy, how can anyone cultivate and make their hands swollen like this, like a monkey's buttocks. Mo Sansi shook his head and said.

"Fuck you, you're a monkey ass, go find the bandages. Qingyang scolded with a smile.

After Mo Sansi left, Qingyang stretched his waist and looked at the white clouds in the sky.

"Big sister... Are you doing now, and where are you?"

"Your brother who is not angry, the brother who has always been pampered and loved by you, is now slowly becoming stronger, is slowly catching up with you, he hopes that one day, he will be strong, strong enough to protect you, just like you have been protecting your brother before. ”

Jian Lao looked at Qingyang's back in the room, there was an imperceptible kindness in his eyes, and at the same time, there was also a trace of distress, when he was helping Qingyang reshape the meridians, when his soul was synchronized with Qingyang, he accidentally received some memories in Qingyang's brain that should not appear.

Those memories made Dejian Lao's gaze at Qingyang softer and softer, more... Distressed.